GOOD MORNING," said the little prince. "Good Morning," said the salesclerk. This was a salesclerk who sold pills invented to quench thirst. Swallow one a week and you no longer feel any need to drink. "Why do you sell these pills?" "They save so much time," the salesclerk said. "Experts have calculated that you can save fifty-three minutes a week." "And what do you do with those fifty-three minutes?" "Whatever you like." "If I had fifty-three minutes to spend as I liked," the little prince said to himself, "I'd walk very slowly toward a water fountain.
How could drops of water know themselves to be a river? Yet the river flows on.
A sky as pure as water bathed the stars and brought them out.
You will have five hundred million little bells, and I shall have five hundred million springs of fresh water.
If I had fifty-three minutes to spend as I liked, I should walk at my leisure toward a spring of fresh water.
You do not explain the tree by telling of the water it has drunk, the minerals it has absorbed, and the sunlight that strengthened it.
